The affairs of the bureau will be left to the Assassin President to carry out the activities, and the affairs between the high-level leaders are not something that Kevin can solve by talking about it, they have their own set of logic. And even the Assassin Guild didn't dare to pack a ticket and say that it would definitely make the situation happen, so he could only do his best.

Kevin was not in a hurry, on the one hand, he continued to improve his own strategy for making trouble, and on the other hand, he also started his normal teaching work.

With Kevin's level, it is indeed too condescending to let him be a librarian all the time. After consideration, the principal and a number of leaders also planned to let him officially attend classes. This time it wasn't for the Assassins in the middle of the night, but for normal students. The Assassins had just trained for emergencies, and now they had all graduated.

Kevin's knowledge is now enough to teach the average student, although he is still a little short of the top teams that research cutting-edge technologies. And he doesn't have any teaching experience, and he doesn't have the corresponding teaching certificate, but these are not problems, and even the school didn't get him a tutor or anything like that. Just throw him a textbook and let him go to class.

But Kevin is confident and not nervous, because he teaches a Minotaur class.

For the Minotaur class, almost all the teachers avoided it, and Kevin was able to teach, and the teachers were very happy because they did share part of the work. No one questioned Kevin's teaching qualifications, and in their eyes, the Minotaur could teach anyone.

In fact, Kevin asked for it. He has already prepared for the trouble-making operation in the next holiday, and whether the trouble-making bureau approves it or not, the trouble-making operation will continue. At present, Kevin's head price is too high, and it is necessary to lose a few times, and the Minotaur is the most suitable candidate.

Kevin took a literature class, which was essentially Lou Paule's Chinese class, but the content of the text was too boring or obscure for the Minotaur. According to the teacher's reaction in the previous literature class, the minotaurs basically can't understand or understand, so it's better to take some routines and play together.

After a little research, Kevin came to the same conclusion. At present, the teaching materials are all written according to the situation of their own country, and other foreigners, such as elves, etc., their own level is not bad, and they can basically keep up. But the level of the minotaurs is so much worse that perhaps the textbooks should be rewritten according to their particular circumstances, including not only literature, but also other subjects.

But the workload is so great that no one wants to do it for the Minotaur, and Kevin doesn't want to, and he doesn't want to pay for it. So that's it, Kevin casually rambled around in class, played his level as a bard, told a few stories or jokes and had fun, and the lesson passed.

Of course, Kevin is not a fool of himself, and the basic teacher ethics are still there. While telling the story, try to include some book knowledge or personal experience. Especially when it comes to being funny, Kevin is very professional.

"For example, there is a scene where one person shouts to another person, 'Hurry up, hurry up,' and the other person answers, 'I'm going to the bathroom, wait.'" It's a very ordinary answer, very bland, and very uninteresting. ”

"But if the person's answer is, 'Wait, wait until I cut this stool!' that's much more interesting. Kevin was describing the Minotaurs.

The minotaurs suddenly realized, nodded their heads, and then laughed.

After the minotaurs finished laughing, Kevin summed it up for them: "Funny must be a certain amount of surprise, but it must be reasonable." Can't be too, you get it?"

"Understood!" the minotaurs replied in unison.

However, what is more troublesome is that these minotaurs quickly apply the content of Kaivin's teachings to real life. For example, in another teacher's class, a minotaur raised his hand: "Teacher!"

As soon as the teacher saw him, he knew he was going to make trouble, but he still said, "You say?"

"Teacher, I've got poop! I'm going to clip it!" replied the troublemaker in a serious manner.

The class burst into laughter, and the teacher's face darkened.

Another example is that a minotaur has been hiding in the toilet for so long that the dormitory staff has to rush him. The minotaur pretended to be frightened and replied, "No, my poop can't be clipped!"

The housekeeper was speechless, but after a few times, the housekeeper began to ask, "Can't clip it?"

"No! because I'm pulling out rare!"

Hostess: "......"

The new meme played by the Minotaur quickly spread throughout the school, and Kevin was clearly exposed. Everyone soon learned that Kevin was the one who taught them to clip their stool. Many teachers greeted Kevin, and there seemed to be an extra layer of meaning in their eyes. For this reason, the principal called Kevin over again and criticized him severely.

Kevin knew he was at a loss, but he had nothing to say. Back to Kevin, he also criticized the minotaurs, directly banned the class, and then scolded the class. But in hindsight, Kevin felt that he was speaking too fast at the time, and most of the minotaurs probably didn't understand.

After that, Kevin no longer played any strange things, and began to read from the script. The class became boring in an instant, and the minotaurs yawned and were silenced from speaking, and finally fell asleep. Kevin also gradually developed the level of talking to himself in front of a group of sleeping students.

Truth be told, this is the first time in his decades of experience as a bard. There really wasn't anyone sleeping in the tavern.

But if you want to say that all of the minotaurs don't want to learn? There are still a few people who are studying, in a crowd of people who are asleep on their stomachs, suddenly looking up to study. Kevin also has a better relationship with those students, and sometimes he will talk more after class.

Kevin will often ask some Minotaurs about the customs and so on, and these excellent Minotaurs also know everything. After some time, Kevin even tried to learn the Minotaur language. These students are very enthusiastic and serious about teaching.

On the other hand, Kevin has never given up on personal strength. It is difficult for the orange fighting qi to break through in a short period of time, and it is not so easy for the sixth-order spiritual power to be improved. But the newfound plastic spells have a lot of potential to be tapped.

Last time, he was pulled by a few saint-level powerhouses for emergency training, and although Kevin knew a lot of tricks, he was obviously still very rusty. Many of the tips in it also need long-term practice to discover, and at present, the high plasticity of plastic with Kevin's illusion should have a very good effect.

Kevin tries to make a plastic dragon out of plastic, in order to save materials, the body is hollow, and there is only a dragon shell. In terms of actual combat ability, it will be pierced by the farmer's punch, but the appearance is extremely terrifying, and it can be used to deter the opponent with illusion.

And the property of plastic is that it is a material in its own right, unlike the elements that dissipate. In other words, Kevin can shape in advance, or even paint, put the finished things in the space ring, and take them out directly when needed. With the support of plastic spells, the dragon can be brought to life, and with the blessing of illusion, it will be difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

In addition, by using the characteristics of plastic materials, they can be directly made into corresponding staffs and equipment. It can be called directly when needed, which can greatly increase the cast speed.

Fran and the R&D team made a pair of plastic shoes for Kevin. Its internal structure has been professionally designed and calculated, and even according to Kevin's habits, it has a built-in magic shield circle. There is no longer a need for Kevin to put the magic shield under his feet, and then through the elasticity of the magic shield, this shoe is directly integrated.

After wearing plastic shoes, Kevin's running speed increased dramatically. With all his strength, he has reached the running speed of an ordinary seventh-order warrior. Of course, the seventh-order here refers to the state of running naked, and if the seventh-order warrior also wears any shoes, it is difficult to say. In fact, the seventh-order powerhouses are all elites, and the equipment on their bodies is generally not bad.

However, the speed of the seventh order is still a little too fast for Kevin, who has a sixth-order spiritual power. Usually Kevin didn't dare to run with all his strength for fear of a car accident.

Another embarrassing part is that the little tiger is fire-based. As a result, it doesn't work with Kevin's plastic spells, and there's really no way to solve it for the time being.

In this busy and dull day, a piece of good news has finally arrived. On this day, the King summoned Kevin again, with only a few key figures such as the Assassin Leader. The location was just an ordinary room, with no grand ceremonies and no red tape. The King's tone was flat, as if he was just talking about homely things, but Kevin knew it was an extraordinary day.

"After careful consideration, we have now agreed to the establishment of the Strategic Affairs Bureau, with Kevin Indon Si as the first director. The Bureau of Troubles is affiliated with the Assassins' Guild, and the plan is to be reviewed and approved by the Assassin Guild before being presented to me. Externally, Kevin is still a librarian and claims that the bureau does not exist. ”

Kevin nodded, nervous and excited at the same time, thought about it, and felt that he should say some slogans to motivate: "Your Majesty, as long as I don't stop life, I won't stop doing things." ”

His Majesty was silent for a moment: "Actually, the situation is essentially a very absurd thing. But I would like to believe you personally, that you are a righteous, brainy, funny, shovel dancer. I don't think it's necessary to make a mess, but I expect something from you. ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Kevin replied hurriedly.

"Alright, go ahead, ask the Assassin President for the rest. His Majesty waved his hand gently.

After bidding farewell to His Majesty, he followed the Assassin President all the way to a small building. This is actually the opposite of Wang Li Academy, and no one has locked the door all year round, and no one cares. To its left is the breakfast stall, and to its right is also the breakfast stall......

"This is one of the secret points of contact for the Assassin Guild, and has been used for a long time," the Assassin Guild said, pushing the door in, "but it is now abandoned. Now this is the office of the Troublemaking Bureau, and someone has been asked to clean it. What more do you want from looking?"

The small building is divided into two floors, the windows are made of wooden planks, and the air is closed and dull, which is worthy of being a secret contact point. There was only one table and two chairs in the room, and everything else was empty.

"Since it's a secret contact point, is there a secret passage?" Kevin wondered.

"Yes, but a few years ago, the city was rebuilt, and the secret passages have been filled. The Assassin Leader said, lifting a piece of the floor, and sure enough, there was a hole in the ground, but it was only two meters deep and the bottom was reached.

"Is there a different dimension that can be opened up?" Kevin asked again.

"No," the Assassin leader frowned, "you're quite demanding?"

"I'll just ask," Kevin chuckled, "by the way, is there anyone else in the bureau?

"Who do you want?"

"I want your daughter. Kevin blurted out.

Assassin President: "......"

"Uh...... Yes...... That one...... I mean......" Kevin looked overwhelmed.

"Hmph, you don't have to pretend," the Assassin leader sneered, "You've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, right? ”

"No, no, I really blurted it out just now. I'm not, I'm ...... I'm not ......" Kevin stammered.

The Assassin President said no more and walked out of the house.